Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Pocket






































he reached for the bread in his pocket

it was always there
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  1. D. Jean QuarlesAugust 19, 2011 at 7:25 AM

    Beautiful! Thanks for stopping by and sharing your amazing story! It really moved me.

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